Capítulo 966: Chapter 385: Peaceful Minter City Pays Highest Tribute to the White Ghost
“Moreover, the missile itself is not afraid of being shot from a distance by ordinary laser guns; the missile that was exploded by a laser gun should have been detonated in mid-air, like setting off fireworks.”
“The last missile that I shot down was also remotely detonated by them… They just want to save these civilians.”
“Why?” Griss was sowhat puzzled, “To build your reputation? Then drive a wedge between you and the Empire? Make the Empire’s high officials distrust you?”
Mimili snorted, “Alienation is just a minor goal for them. What they are most likely trying to do is to make Uncle the representative of the Empire, first shaping him as a hero among the entire human civilian class, then only allowing him to enter their patent bureau for investigation as a re formality. This way, they can give an explanation to the Empire while minimally controlling public backlash.”
Yang Ming glanced at Mimili.
This little brain of hers spins quite fast.
Mimili added, “I didn’t co up with this analysis; I saw it on the network.”
The source was obviously Little Lyu.
Griss chuckled, “Uncle.”
Yang Ming rubbed his temples, “I’ll trouble the two directors to quickly report this information to the country.”
“Understood,” the elder uncle got up and went to the corner to send a ssage.
They have their own ans of communication.
The elder aunt asked with concern, “Hanton, are you hurt?”
“No,” Yang Ming shook his head, “The high temperature generated by these explosions won’t harm unless it’s directly on my scalp. What I fear is the ship’s main cannon ion beam.”
“Good to hear you’re not hurt. Sigh, if the situation later develops as this young lady predicted, it may actually be a way to provide an explanation to the higher-ups.”
Yang Ming pondered for a mont.
His few fake hairs could function as long as they approached the storage servers near the New Federation’s National Patent Bureau.
The problem is, if no one coordinates with him, he would have difficulty placing the hairs while acting alone.
Couldn’t the New Federation make him so kind of toupee?
Yang Ming couldn’t help but curse, “This Allison, really knows how to stir things up; he even knows the trick of fishing in troubled waters.”
“Allison?” Griss laughed, “The senator who debated with you?”
“Mm-hmm,” Yang Ming replied, “This guy is a key figure. Don’t underestimate him; today’s move by the New Federation was most likely devised by him.”
“How should we fight back?” Mimili directly asked.
She crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, feet comfortably intertwined, her gem-like captivating eyes showing a hint of longing for battle.
Yang Ming glanced at the network terminal in his hand.
[The White Ghost saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of civilians; it’s a sorrow, but also a relief.]
[A fighter of the civilian class, a resister under the Empire’s oppressive regi.]
[The White Ghost’s attack on our New Federation was based on being deceived by a third-party force, mistakenly believing that the New Federation was killing Empire civilians.]
[Perhaps, we also need our own White Ghost.]
[The White Ghost Galaxy Fan Support Club New Federation Division invites you to join.]
Ah, this!
Little Lyu is still taking advantage of the heat to advertise!
Even the Central Intelligence Agency’s network trolls can now contend with the army of chanical thought bodies.
Yang Ming forced himself to calm down.
Being led by the nose made him feel quite upset, especially since this was Senator Allison’s counterattack. If he didn’t take the bait, it would an losing this round.
Of course, Yang Ming wasn’t interested in such vanity disputes.
His thoughts quickly shifted to how to use the current events in the New Federation to exert so impact on the Empire, further pressuring the Empire’s already heated boiler.
“Mimili?”
“Mm-hmm?”
Yang Ming looked up at Mimili, suddenly winking: “You… do two things.”
Mimili pointed the ring in her hand towards Yang Ming, with Lyu listening to his instructions through this equipnt.
Yang Ming said slowly, “First, I want our voice on the network. Edit my bug-slaying video and spread it across Minter City’s network. Second, prepare a recording environnt for to release a short video, ensuring it gets plenty of attention while riding this wave of enthusiasm.”
“Okay,” Mimili imdiately nodded in agreent and walked towards the office attached to the suite.
——In fact, it’s Lyu doing these tasks.
Yang Ming looked at Griss again, and said with a smile, “When’s their next eting scheduled?”
“The morning after tomorrow.”
“Alright, Griss, help schedule a eting with Senator Allison. I’ll et him alone in the hotel’s lobby tonight, saying I have sothing I’d like to discuss with him.”
Griss nodded, “Rember to record it, so you won’t have a hard ti explaining later; a lot of Empire’s officials are quite petty.”
The elderly couple frowned over at them.
Griss quickly corrected himself: “Kind-hearted leaders like these two directors are indeed rare.”
Yang Ming gave a thumbs-up.
For this guy’s quick reflexes.
…
In Minter City’s regional network, discussions about the White Ghost are rapidly heating up.
Consequently, similar discussions are erging in the New Federation Ring Head Star administrative region and throughout the Milky Way interstellar network circuit.
A missile attack seed to have completed a shift in attitude among New Federation’s populace toward the White Ghost, with the number of registrations at the White Ghost’s fan site division in New Federation quickly surpassing three million and the number of reservations for official figurines reaching a considerable figure.
Yang Ming found himself doubting reality for a mont.
Is this still the New Federation?
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